Death Note Fan Fiction / Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Bloody Bodies and Love ❯ Sweet ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter Two - Sweet

 

By Andyouthinkimcrazy [here] ShoushiMitsukai [deviantART] and hitagashi [dA and MediaMiner]

 

Woot! Welcome back for chapter two! Now it's time for some fun, yes? Enjoy!

 

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It was some time later when L finally opened his eyes; he let out a small groan at first, his head was spinning and his nose still ached, but he quickly bit off any other sound as he took on his surroundings, his memory kicking into gear.

 

Beyond...

 

It appeared he'd been kidnapped, and that was further proven by the bed he was secured to. His arms, his legs, his stomach; the only part of him that hadn't been tied to the bed was his head, and there wasn't much he could do with that amount of freedom.

 

Beyond was bored. Simple as that. It had been five hours since he had kidnapped L and he was bored. He went back to the room with a piece of cake in hand. He kicked open the door and smiled. "Honey! I'm home!!!!!" He plopped down in a chair by L's bed. He smiled at the detective evilly and laughed.

 

L cast him a flat look which hinted just slightly at his annoyance, "I'm not your 'honey', Beyond." he drawled as he shifted on the bed in an attempt to get a little more comfortable, "Will you tell me why you've come for me now..?" he asked as he eyed the cake in Beyond's grasp... he had an idea what that cake was for, and he knew he wouldn't be putting up with that at all.

 

Beyond chuckled and held the fork with cake on it to L's lips. "Eat and I'll tell you... again." His smile never wavered as he held it in front of L's mouth under the raven's nose.

 

The cake smelled good and rather fresh; L had to wonder how far in advance B had been planning this kidnapping... and it seemed that the only way he'd get any answers would be to take the sweet confection into his mouth as Beyond fed it to him. But that would only be a further addition to his loss thus far.

 

Turning his head away from B and the fork, L lowered his voice to show his anger, "Why should I eat what you give to me? I don't even know what, if anything, you've done to that slice."

 

Beyond sighed and ate the piece of cake, sticking out his tongue at the chocolate in it. Nonetheless, he swallowed and then gagged. "Ew. Ew, gross! How can you eat this? Ugh!" he stared at the confection in disgust. "See? I didn't do anything! It killed me to even grab this thing earlier." He put a piece in front of L's mouth again. "Eat it and I'll answer... 'kay?"

 

L let out a little bit of a sigh before he turned back and took the forkful of cake into his mouth; he was rather certain (about 95%) that Beyond wouldn't poison himself, so it must be ok... as long as he didn't eat too much. With the bit of cake in his mouth, he drew back to reply, "Now, the answer..?" he prompted.

 

Beyond put another piece to L's mouth. "Eat the whole thing, silly! You can't ask me if you're going to pass out while I tell you." He smiled and leaned forward. "Unless you want me to feed it to you mouth to mouth, ne?"

 

L turned away from him quickly, uncomfortable with Beyond's closeness and his suggestion; didn't he know what he was saying? He wasn't that out of touch with his mind. Surely if L could pick up implications with his low social skills then Beyond could as well...

 

Then perhaps... Beyond had said that on purpose... fully aware..?

 

Beyond chuckled and pushed the cake forward again, "Come on, eat up!" He realized that L was uncomfortable and that made him snicker; it was fun to test the boundaries, especially with something he was better at than L. He knew what he had implied, and he had wanted just that reaction.

 

L turned back just slightly to look at the cake; it all came down to one thing: percentages. The chance that Beyond would actually do something of that nature seemed rather low, maybe 22%. Beyond wasn't a sexually motivated criminal, though his obsession did make it possible for him to take it to that level... it was more or less a technique meant to unnerve him.

 

Then, of course, his desire to know Beyond's motive was around 83%, that far outweighed his suspicions of Beyond's actions so far... and he wouldn't know what Beyond truly wanted from him unless he gave in and ate the cake.

 

With a little bit of a sigh, L opened his mouth and took in the next mouthful.

 

Beyond happily fed the detective until the cake was gone, he then stood and left for the kitchen; once there, B unceremoniously dumped the paper plate into the trash. He hurried back and sat down right beside L in his chair. "Ask away, Lawli-pop!"

 

L stared at him for a moment before sighing, "How did you find out where I was, how did you know that Light Yagami was my Kira suspect, and why did you kidnap me?" he listed off all at once.

 

Beyond put a finger to his chin and looked up in thought. When he explained, he listed it off his fingers, "I'll start at the end. Or middle. Middle." He looked at L in sincerity, "I can't see his numbers. Yagami-kun is with you a lot. And I can't see his numbers." He shook his head and continued, "I am your shadow remember? I know where you are and what you're doing no matter where you go or what you do. As for why, I want to make you mine and mine alone before your time runs out. I can see it you know. Every minute you spend with Yagami-kun, your life goes away a bit." He stretched his arms up with a wry grin, "Anything else, Lawli-pop?"

 

Some questions were answered, but only new ones arrived to fill their place. What was this about Light's numbers? How did that prove he was L's Kira suspect? Did that mean he was right to suspect Light? And... why was he even considering what Beyond said to be the truth..?

 

How long had B stalked him like this? And why hadn't he detected this beforehand? What did Beyond really mean when he said 'I want to make you mine... before your time runs out'? Did he think he could see death..?

 

He settled on the question that seemed to have the vaguest answer out of the lot, "To what extent do you want me to be 'yours'?"

 

Beyond looked at L cutely before staring at a point above the raven's head, "November fifth... 2004... that's when your numbers run out... or later... they might extend...."

 

Frustrated, L struggled against his restraints in an attempt to free himself from the bed, "That is not what I asked of you, Beyond." he said firmly, mostly to hold in the mild spike of fear he felt due to that information. November 5th...

 

Was this some kind of death threat by Beyond? He would live for the specified amount of time and then he would be killed... unless he could convince Beyond he was worth keeping around. But that was stupid; even Beyond must realize he couldn't be kept around that long... he would find a way out of this before then.

 

Beyond continued to stare above his head, "It's no good. They aren't changing. Why won't they change Lawli-pop? Why are your numbers going away so fast? Is it Kira's fault? I think so. Maybe I can stop him. How? I know! I can kill him! But that can't happen until his numbers run out. Or I can kidnap him and lock him away? That may work but he has minions. Hmmmm...." B argued with himself about the numbers even as L struggled. When he finally turned his head, his eyes were glazed with tears.

 

"I don't want that. Not. At. All."

 

L sighed and halted his struggling, his head dropping back to the bed, "B... did you ever think that perhaps you taking me here in the first place might be contributing to my death?" L shrugged as much as he was able to in his restraints, "It seems to me that you can't really change things the way you're trying." Yes, another attempt to convince Beyond to let him go; use his own oddities against him and twist it until L would be free again, "Maybe you have to try something completely different."

 

B stood in anger. "No! You'll run away! I'm keeping you! He doesn't know your name! I know he doesn't! He can't! And even if he does, I won't let him!" He shook L's shoulders forcefully. "He can't have what isn't his! And..." He let out a feral cackle before continuing, "You're mine... All mine, no one else's." He ran a hand down the side of L's face while his other hand cupped the raven's chin softly. Beyond ran a thumb over L's lips slowly, reveling in the feel of the soft skin.

 

L shivered and tried to turn away. His lips pressed firmly together in an attempt to hide in his mouth; he had much more to say but the sudden sky rocking of that 22% to 39% and Beyond's closeness had frozen his words in his throat. He stared up at B with a frown on his face to convey the words he desperately wanted to spit in his copy's face.

 

Beyond pulled L's face to its former position and began to run his fingers over them again slowly. His other hand tangled itself in raven hair while marveling in how soft the two things were on this frozen and cold man. He leaned closer and smelled him again, sugary and sweet. He smirked again and nimbly jumped on top of the detective gracefully. He continued his ministrations to L's hair then suddenly crushed his lips to L's fiercely. His free hand traveled into the raven's hair to join the other and kneaded the scalp.

 

L yelped in surprise, his expression instantly changing to match; this time there was no way he could hide this sound as something intentional, he really hadn't expected Beyond to actually do this. He was starting to suspect it, sure, but it just didn't seem like something the Beyond he thought he knew would do... ... it seemed he really had underestimated the obsession B had for him.

 

Finally gathering his wit about him; L twisted beneath Beyond and jerked against the hold on his face. But when that failed to work L opened his mouth and sunk his teeth into B's lip.

 

Beyond smirked and pressed his lips on L's harder, grinding his hips against L's. He pulled his mouth away and let the blood drip onto L's mouth. "You shouldn't have done that. Now you went and got me all aroused. Well! I think you should help me with that, don't you? Since it is YOUR fault?" He moved his hips again for emphasis. His smile seemed to gain in its wickedness when he thought of something he deemed wonderful, "Actually... wait a moment. I have an idea." Beyond jumped off and went down the hall. He found his brand new knife that he wanted to try out. He went back to the room with a huge grin on his face. "I want to taste you. Your blood should be sweet too right?"

 

With Beyond's lips and body gone from his own L turned away to spit out the blood that had been left in his mouth; he tried to calm himself down, though the reality of the situation wouldn't leave him so easily. Would Beyond really... really..? It was becoming more and move obvious by the second that he could, and would. There was now very little chance that he could derail such a situation; all options seemed to lead to the same thing... no matter how absurd and twisted an idea he might have. 32% was the highest chance of success... but then again, he had been wrong about Beyond's... obsession with him, perhaps it could work?

 

All thoughts of his plan, however, were quickly lost as he caught sight of the knife glinting dangerously in Beyond's grasp. He grit his teeth and slid his emotionless mask into place before any fear could take him over. Beyond wouldn't kill him, of that he was rather sure if the tears over his 'death' were any indication; he would just have to endure it for now...

 

Beyond saw the mask slip into place. "See this, Lawli-pop? It's new! I just got it! Just for you!" He walked over and looked at L's body carefully. After some time, Beyond undid the straps holding his middle torso to the table. He tapped the knife against his lips and decided on a plan. He slid the knife underneath the white shirt L wore. With a single glide of the blade, the shirt was open and the skin exposed. Beyond looked at in curiosity before leaning down to lick it gently, "Mmm... even your skin is sweet." Beyond pulled his head away and then started to carve a straight line down L's chest slowly and somewhat deeply. It drew blood that got Beyond's attention with its sweet scent.

 

L squirmed uncomfortably and looked away as his skin was exposed, he didn't want to say he was terrified (because he wasn't) but the fear was mounting quickly. This was one thing he hadn't expected would ever happen to him and he hadn't prepared for it. Still, he continued to keep his face blank even at the feel of Beyond's tongue sliding over his skin, "G-Get--"

 

The detective broke off with a short cry when he felt the pain sharply digging a line down his chest; he squirmed in his restraints, but the movement did him little good and only seemed to press the knife deeper in some places. His teeth drove into his lip stifling further noises, though it was now apparent by his expression that he was in pain.

 

Beyond began to carve again, taking care to curve without touching the original line. When he was done with the curve, he began yet another line, delighted in the squirming L made. His smirk became bigger when he looked up and saw L biting his lip harshly. He chuckled then turned his attention back to his work. He made sure to finish quickly, making yet another curve. "Perfect. See? Beautiful."

 

Beyond leaned down and licked and lapped at the blood welling out of the wounds carefully. With the intention of stopping fleeing his mind, he began to suck at the skin, drawing out even more blood so as to claim L more.

 

L took in a deep breath to calm himself, but it was hard; he wasn't used to physical contact in any sense... with pain added and Beyond's obviously sexual interest it certainly left his mind spinning in different directions that were entirely unhelpful. How could he get out of this problem? He couldn't think; his deductive abilities were already reduced to 60% due to his position... and this... 'attention' he was receiving had lowered it even further.

 

Gasping in some air, L tried to speak; tried to reason, or insult, or bring B down... anything that might work, "B-Beyond... don't think that... doing this to me will make me yours in any way. You're being stupid. This will... only drive me away." casting his copy a heated glare, L hissed, "I'll hate you if you do this..."

 

Beyond pulled away quickly, he swore he was mistaken but... "Are you saying you don't hate me already?" He felt a smile come to his face and threw the knife across the room. He jumped onto the bed beside L and snuggled closer. He rested his face in the crook of L's neck happily, "I'm glad. It'll help with making you realize you're mine... like how I marked you will... FOREVER." Beyond yawned and stretched, pulling a hospital blanket over them both. "Night, Lawli-pop!" With that, Beyond fell asleep.

 

L protested and squirmed for a moment under Beyond's weight before relaxing; the knowledge that he had won for now satisfied him and he could use this. He had all night to plan a new course of action; that should more than make up for his decreased reasoning abilities... truly, right now he couldn't be thankful enough that he was an insomniac. Kicking his mind into gear, L spent the night plotting against his copy.